Somewhere in Ohio a village is missing its idiot

I would kill for a group ride with people that understand how to ride their bikes. I road with a maroon today that thought it was a good idea to hammer out of the blocks and blow out the elders and the juniors. Then leave them for dead. I medium sized group was four inside of 20 minutes. Half way through the only junior blew sky high, and the knuckle head has the stones to say, "I think it would be okay to leave him at this point." I had already pulled him back into the fold twice and fixed his bike so I wasn't prepared to do it again. I should have. I know better.

The clown in question, seemed like a nice guy when I rolled up to the lot were the ride began. Wearing an Ohio State jersey and sportin' a shinny Tete de Course I thought we might have alot in common. Well just because we are both graduates of the Ohio school systems and riders of Lemonds magical mystery bikes doesn't mean we will be holding hands at the back of the bus any time soon. Today was just like being back in the club. Except I taught this guy a valuable lesson once we got to the few hills on the way back. He was seeing black by the time we cleared the last little rise. Trouble is I dont think he will learn, and I blew up the other guy (Adam) that was left at this point too. Not a nice thing to do because he seemed like the only rational member of the group. Just so happens Adam was an out of towner as well. He is from Virginia and his company is contracted by a local HVAC company to help fill their rehad contract. It seems it isn't really rehab when you replace everything though. I will meet up with Adam early tomorrow for my last ride on the Redneck Riviera.